After recovering from their hangover the next day the two new friends traveled the 50 miles to the old ranch Jack Haffner had worked his entire life, ...o see what was left. Within a week they had begun the paperwork to form Haff-Bent Enterprises, a partnership using Bill’s land – which included the beautifully rugged Lizard Canyon – and Cal’s money to start an ambitious project, turning the ranch into a resort that would feature trail rides in the canyon during the summer and three ski slopes. He loved the fact that with men, when the little head got hard,the big head went soft. It was so much fun to realize that he could getanything he wanted from them once he got them horny enough. What was evenmore fun was that they LOVED being manipulated by Jenn-the-bitch and givinghim everything he asked for. He had become so popular that he had ascheduling problem and in order to get put higher up on the appointmentslist he had taught them that gifts of money, clothing, jewelry, trips. Once we were ready to leave, she handed me my camera because she wanted some photos for our Fetlife profile and then we headed to the elevator. There was a hotel maintenance worker when the elevator door opened, he seemed to enjoy the way Barb was dressed from his facial expression so she said hello and asked him what time it was. He looked at his watch then said, “It’s about twenty after six, Miss.”Barb looked at me after she thanked him and said, “We’ve got almost ten minutes so maybe we. You can shout and scream if you want, but you will be fine”. I replied her, as I kissed her red sweet lips.They began to arrive, all young black guys, some of them with their own black owned white married sluts. Among them also came Maura, dressed like a real street hooker. She was also wearing a red dress and no panties.Someone turned the music up loud and the beer flowed. I watched the twins walking topless through that bunch of black guys. Their boobs swayed as they walked; I noticed their.